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Chapter 528
Due to her health. Genevieve remained in Darlan for a week before returning to Chanaca.
The first thing she did on arriving was to go to the hospital.
John was adulted into the VIP warel. She was still in i com, but her abdomen was tradually growing in
size.
Afier Genevieve came out of the warl, ‘limothy whispered to hier, “In the past month, many
neurosurgeons have visited Jojo, and their liagnosis is basically the same as mine.”
There was the possibility that Johanna would remain a vegetable for the rest of her life.
He had discussed with several doctors about removing the child from Johanna’s womb as he did not
want her to suffer so much.
A doctor had said that a hospital in Baykccp had once treated a patient who had been in the same
situation as Johanna
That patient had just conceived before suffering a fall and becoming a vegetable. With the family’s
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpermission, they aborted the baby. However, the next day, the patient’s heart stopped bcating
Timothy knew that the chances of that happening were low but did not dare to take the risk. He was
afraid of losing both Johanna and the baby.
What really irked him was that the perpetrator was still at large.
Genevieve knew that Timothy was a doctor, so his diagnosis could not be wrong. Despite feeling
anguished, she refused to let it show.
She tried to console him. “Jojo will come out of this coma. She will.”
After saying goodbye to Timothy, Genevieve left the hospital.
On the way to the production company, she happened to notice a Rolls-Royce Phantom in front of her
with a familiar license plate.
After checking out the license plate carefully, she changed lanes to catch up with the car,
However, the traffic was too heavy, and the driver was driving too fast.
After some elfort, she managed to catch up with the Rolls-Royce, but it had gone into the underground
car park of Twilight Tower. When she managed to find the parked car, the driver was nowhere in sight.
Isn‘t this the car / gifted to Armand? Why would it be here? Could it be Cooper?
After the plane crash, his will was read. All his property was willed to Cooper, including his house and
car.
Gloomily. Genevieve parked her car and walked toward the elevator.
It so happened that there were two people there, waiting for the elevator.
When the slightly plump man wearing a hip-hop short-sleeved shirt saw Genevieve, he immediately
greeted her, “Hello, Ms. Rachford.”
Since he recognized her, she smiled. “Hi. Are you from the production company?”
“Yes, I am.” The plump man scratched his head, looking simple and innocent. “I’m Mr. Gable’s
assistant. My name is Joash nowski.”
“Nice to meet you.” Genevieve nodded in acknowledgment.
She glanced at the man behind Joash. He was physically fit and very tall, nearly 1.9 meters. Despite
wearing only a simple white shirt and trousers, he somehow managed to look classy in them.
The man’s skin was very fair, and a black mask covered his face, vaguely revealing only the thick
cyebrows under his hair.
When the elevator arrived, Genevieve entered it first.
After she had decided on where to stand, she turned around and looked up, only to find herself staring
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdirectly at the man’s face. His cyes were dark and deep, like Timothy’s.
She noticed that the man’s shirt was not fully buttoned up. The two topmost buttons were undone,
leaving the collar slightly open and revealing a black choker around his neck.
The overall impression he gave off was a youthful and classy vibe.
Perhaps her eyes had lingered too long on the man as Joash noticed her gaze.
After Joash entered the elevator, he quickly said to Genevieve, “Ms. Rachford, you were previously
abroad and were not in charge of the company’s affairs. Mr. Gable has never been to the company
either, so you two have probably never met before. He didn’t mean to ignore you.”
Joash shot a pointed look at the man. “Mr. Gable, please say hello to our boss, Ms. Rachford.”
The man bent his head and looked at Genevieve. “Hello, Ms. Rachford.”
His voice was hoarse and sounded raspy when he spoke, yet it seemed strangely seductive.
It was true Genevieve had never really concerned herself with the company’s artists. That was the
assistant manager’s task. She did not even know this artist standing right in front of her.
Yet, she liked looking at him and wanted to tcase him.
She scanned him from head to toe and then raised her eyebrows. “Your waistline is small enough. Do
you have abs?”
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